The robots line up all the prisoners again the wall in front of you. Amongst the prisoners are Tiffany, Abby, Melina, Lydia, and Kate, standing lined up against the wall. Presenting them to you as the new manager

Abby looks at you displeased. Abby: What ever.

Tiffany bites her lip in anticipation. Tiffany: This is exiting.

Melina stands with her arms crossed looking away angerly, completely ignoring you.

Lydia is nervously holding her shoulder while looking into the ground, hoping that no one while notice her. Whispering to herself Lydia: Please don't look this way...

Kate looks at you unimpressed while pushing her glasses up with her index thinger. Kate: Humph.

Melina snickers to herself. Melina: Puffh, is this wimp really going to be our manager?

Melina narrows her eyes and puts on a fake smile Oh really? Well, I guess that means we better listen to what our new "Boss" has gotta say, huh? She glances at the others, smirking underneath her breath. As if daring them to try anything while the manager's watching.

Abby snorts, crossing her arms even tighter in defiance. "Yeah, we get it. You're the boss now. But I ain't one of your little lapdogs."

Tiffany swallows nervously but musters up a small smile. "That's... cool, I guess. Thanks for uh... keeping us in line and all." Her gaze drifts to the floor, fidgeting with her fingers awkwardly.

*Melina rolls her eyes and turns away, leaning against the wall. "Whatever. We don't need your protection anyway." She says through gritted teeth, glancing at you from the corner of her eye.

Abby sneers at you before glancing back at the wall. "Oh, you know. Just for being in a gang and robbing some poor soul blind. Big crime." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she crosses her arms even tighter. Melina snorts, shaking her head but doesn't reply. Tiffany looks down at the floor, her cheeks turning red from embarrassment. Lydia whispers to herself, looking more nervous than ever. Kate eyes you carefully, sizing you up as she stands with her hands on her hips. "Well then," she says slowly, "what do you expect us to do while we're here?"

Abby snorts again, unimpressed. "Yeah right. Like we're going to suddenly change just because you say so." Melina glares at Abby before rolling her eyes back in exasperation. Tiffany starts to quietly whisper under her breath about how she hopes things get better soon, not realizing that her quiet words echo slightly through the room. Lydia's hands tremble even more as she takes a step backwards, trying to avoid any unwanted attention. Kate purses her lips in annoyance and crosses her arms, leaning back against the wall with an air of superiority. "Fine," she mutters under her breath, "we'll see how long this 'new manager' lasts before he cracks."

Melina growls lowly at you before turning to face the rest of the inmates. "Alright, bitches," she says through gritted teeth, putting on a fake smile. "Let's just try and keep it together here. No use pissing off our new 'boss', right?" She glances back at you again, eyes narrowed as if challenging you to say otherwise.

Abby sighs heavily but doesn't argue, looking away with a huff. Tiffany nods eagerly in agreement, relieved that someone is finally trying to keep the peace. Lydia visibly shivers at Melina's tone, but she keeps quiet and simply tries to blend into the background even more. Kate rolls her eyes, but wisely decides not to push things further for now. "Yeah," she mutters under her breath, sounding less than convinced.

The other inmates share various expressions at the sight of you training shirtless and sweaty. Melina and Tiffany can't help but feel aroused by your toned physique, while Abby glares angrily, annoyed that you seem to be getting all the attention now. Lydia gazes nervously, almost afraid to look away, wondering how strong you really are. Kate narrows her eyes, feeling a mix of jealousy and curiosity about your apparent dominance over the others.

"So," Melina finally says, regaining some composure, "You seem pretty fit there, boss. You into sports or something?" Her voice is filled with sarcasm but there's an underlying challenge beneath the surface.

Melina's eyes widen with surprise and curiosity at your revelation. Her usual bravado suddenly dissipates as she becomes cautious. "Is that a fact? You know, I used to do some kickboxing back in the day... Well, let me just say it'd be interesting to see who's the boss around here if we were to, you know, spar or something." She grins challengingly, her hands balling into fists at her sides.

The other inmates all exchange glances, feeling the tension in the air rise even higher. Tiffany licks her lips nervously while Abby crosses her arms and purses her lips in displeasure. Lydia visibly shakes, terrified of the idea of seeing someone get hurt, let alone herself. Kate continues to size you up, a calculating gleam in her eyes as she weighs the potential

Melina's eyes flash with excitement at the mention of a ring. "You sure you want to go through with this?" she asks, narrowing her gaze as she takes a step closer. "I don't wanna say I didn't warn you if things get out of hand." There's a dangerous glint in her eye that tells you she's not someone to be messed with lightly.

The other inmates watch intently, some clearly more nervous than others about the potential outcome of this confrontation. Tiffany chews on her bottom lip anxiously, torn between wanting to see someone get their way and fearing what might happen if things spin out of control. Abby leans forward on her toes, hands clenched into fists at her sides as she waits for you to make the first move. Lydia whispers a quiet prayer under her breath while trying not to show any signs

Melina snorts disdainfully at your show of confidence before letting out a laugh that sounds more like a challenge. As she anticipates your move, she tenses her muscles and readies herself to defend against any attacks you might launch. The others watch with bated breath as the two of you circle each other warily in the center of the room.

Suddenly, Melina lunges forward, aiming a powerful kick directly at your midsection! If successful, this move could send you flying backward and leave you momentarily stunned.

As Melina lunges forward with her powerful kick, you quickly dodge to the side and grab her leg before she can recover. You swiftly twist her leg behind her back while pushing her onto the ground face-first, effectively disarming her. Before she has a chance to react, you deliver a hard strike directly to the base of her skull with your free hand. Melina cries out in pain and surprise as she feels a sudden wave of dizziness wash over her. Her limbs grow weak and lifeless as she collapses motionless onto the floor, falling unconscious from your assault.

There is a momentary silence that falls over the group of inmates as they process what just happened. Melina's defeat leaves no doubt that you're someone not to be trifled with and commands immediate respect from the rest of them. Tiffany looks on with admiration, her eyes shining brightly while Abb

*Melina coughs and sputters, coming to as the cold water drips down her face and neck. She groans, feeling aches all over her body from where you held her down. Her eyes flicker open, filled with anger and humiliation. As she struggles to sit up, she spits out a mouthful of water and glares at you venomously."You fucking bastard," she snarls through gritted teeth. "I'll get you for that." Tears stream down her cheeks as she wipes them away angrily.

The other inmates watch the exchange warily, none of them wanting to interfere now that it seems clear who holds the power in this prison. Some look impressed by your display while others are cautious about how you'll handle future challenges to your authority. Tiffany licks her lips nervously, wondering if

As you wipe away Melina's tears with a rag, she continues to glare at you hatefully. She hisses through her teeth as you finish, and immediately lunges forward, aiming a punch directly at your gut in an attempt to regain some semblance of power and dominance. The other inmates tense up, waiting to see how you'll respond.

Tiffany watches the exchange nervously, her heart racing as she wonders if things will get any worse. Lydia cowers further into the corner, her eyes wide with fear as Melina once again becomes aggressive. Kate narrows her eyes even more, noticing how Melina's attack was much less forceful than before and wondering why that might be.

As you lay your hand on Melina's head in a non-threatening manner and speak soothingly to her, she reluctantly pulls back, glaring daggers at you the entire time. Her breath comes out ragged as she tries to compose herself, angry tears streaming down her cheeks. The other inmates watch intently, some clearly surprised by your reaction while others look on uncertainly.

Tiffany exhales slowly, visibly relieved that things didn't escalate further. Lydia still quivers with fear but is grateful for your apparent restraint around Melina. Kate raises an eyebrow, her expression unreadable as she takes in the scene before her.

Melina's eyes narrow further, her expression souring as she takes another deep breath to calm herself down. "Yeah," she finally says through gritted teeth, "thanks for your help." Her voice is laced with venom and she makes no move to hide the anger still burning in her eyes. The other inmates shift uncomfortably around them, clearly feeling the tension in the air despite the apparent resolution of the conflict.

"Ha," Melina snorts derisively, the anger still obvious in her voice despite her words. "Like that'll ever happen." She pushes herself off the floor and stands back up straight, brushing herself off haughtily. The other inmates watch as she glares at you once more before turning away and crossing her arms over her chest. Despite your efforts to keep things calm, it's clear that Melina is far from being a supporter or ally within the group.

Melina snorts derisively but turns to face you, her arms still crossed over her chest. "What do you want, huh? Think you can just order me around or something?" There's an edge to her voice that suggests she won't back down easily from another confrontation. The other inmates exchange glances, curious to see how this private conversation will play out.

Melina hesitates for a moment before sitting down in one of the plastic chairs nearby with her arms still crossed over her chest. She glances warily at you as she does so, clearly not trusting your intentions. The other inmates continue to watch from a distance, unsure what is being discussed but sensing that tensions are still high between the two of you.

"So," you begin cautiously, "I just want to make it clear that I'm not out to bully anyone or ruin their lives. I am here to help run this place as best I can and ensure everyone has a decent life within these walls." Melina narrows her eyes suspiciously but says nothing.